A selection of my poetry that I like most.
Remembered lazy ache And Sunday smiles When the warmth of you Would quench my thirst And leave me breathless. As my dusk envelopes Your dawn
there is a large broom handle poking through my chest it's really rather ugly I wish I'd worn a vest
When I was last in Chipping Marsh I ambled by the beaming brook And dipped my toes into the lake That licky lake and nooky nook
cold white light and in the haze ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes eyes forever closed mind screamed in corner cower and hurt huddled breaking...